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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2023 22:34:11 GMT
Characters Appearing: Skywarp, Cyclone Location (s): A ghost town somewhere in the Appalachian mountains Timeline: Sometime after Meet the {New} Family Plot Summary: While going about their usual business, two lonesome Seekers cross paths.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2023 23:05:21 GMT
The sounds of crickets and animals echoed through the old, rotted, overgrown buildings, accompanied by the faint echoes of elk and boars and other animals. The noises became drowned out by the loud roar of a jet engine growing louder and louder. After a moment, the source of the noise came to a halt overhead. A silver and dark red fighter with dark blue accents hovered above the old railyard near the back of the ghost town, A large crate of Energon in tow. The fighter slowly descended, carefully lowering the crate to the ground before unhooking from it and transforming.
The Seeker landed on his feet, slim and somewhat effeminate in shape, sunlight reflecting off of his glossy coat of paint as he stood straight. His burning red optics slowly moved across the old buildings, before letting out a sigh. "Sooner or later, they'll have to have some kind of... music player, or something." Cyclone rolled his optics as he turned to face the crate he had transported, removing the lid to reveal the bright blue cubes inside. "Anything to make things more lively around here." The Seeker would add, setting the lid down and carefully grabbing the edges of one of the cubes, lifting it up to his faceplate and staring deep into its blue shimmer. "I suppose squishing those little bugs is fun enough..." Cyclone would murmer to himself, smiling at the thought as he carried the energon cube to the large warehouse beside the train station, pushing open the large, rusted doors. The loud, creaking sound caused the Seeker to wince for a moment, before shaking his head and setting the Energon cube down beside a small pile of other cubes he had stored away.
His mind wandered back to the convoy he'd stolen the Energon from as he continued to carry the cubes into his storehouse, one at a time. He thought about the screams the little humans made, the fear in their eyes... "Perhaps the creatures are good for one thing. Or, maybe two." The Seeker let out a small chuckle as he looked into the blue glow of the small Energon stockpile he'd amassed.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2023 0:55:55 GMT
Staying on the compound for too long would drive Skywarp up the metaphorical wall. Starscream had told her many times that flying in and out of the place would attract too much attention. It was a daily recurrence. Today, again, she had agreed not to fly around the compound before letting her big brother get on about his day. It had taken only three quick teleportations and Skywarp was far enough from the compound to transform and fly away.
She didn’t have a destination in mind, flying around mindlessly, barrelling and looping freely. She had been following some tracks, curious to see where they would lead. Her map eventually triangulated an old railyard where multiple rails merged, peppered with a few buildings. Should occupy her for a bit!
Stopping her flight she transformed and with a flash she was gone, reappearing right in the middle of the railyard. With a mischievous grin, she spun on herself and kicked a rusty wagon off the rail, watching it bounce and ground loudly as it barrels away. Laughing, she ran and kicked a second then a third wagon, jumping and landing on the messy pile she made.
Thinking of all the things that had frustrated her recently, she started to stomp with her pede, denting the rusting metal until it crumbled. It felt wonderful to break something.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2023 1:54:52 GMT
Isolation was never his preferred way of living, but Cyclone knew it was the safest, with no real unified Decepticons anymore. But, as much as he might've wished for company, it seemed quite unlikely such a scenario would ever work out. Besides, he had other ways of enjoying himself...
The red and silver Seeker's optics perked up as he heard a loud rumbling noise coming closer. Most likely just human aircraft making its rounds, but he hadn't survived this long from assuming things were 'probably fine.' cracking the large, rusted doors open, Cyclone peeked through to see just what was approaching. He spotted a black and purple fighter overhead, which had been moving awfully close for his liking. Watching it transform, the Seeker let out a small gasp, optics widening for a moment as the figure disappeared in a flash of light, only to reappear on the ground beside the old, rusted train cars. Pushing the door open again ever so slight to look closer, Cyclone noticed the Decepticon insignias on her wings, along with a large gash in one of them. The sight alone almost made him wince. They seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't quite place her.
Either way, it seemed a stray Seeker had wandered into his hiding place. And with it, and opportunity to have a little fun... Slowly pushing the rusted doors open, Cyclone stepped out into the light, watching the femme crush the old carts beneath her pedes. "Having fun?" He would announce, a sinister grin on his faceplate waiting to greet her when she turned around. It might've been safer to keep an energon repeater trained on her, but it'd also make it harder to gain her trust, so he decided against it. Wouldn't want them getting jittery too soon, would he?
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2023 5:23:59 GMT
The creaking of the door didn’t catch Skywarp’s attention, the noise drowned under all the racket she was making. It’s a voice that pulled her out of her rage filled destruction. She turned around to face the sleek and pointy seeker. He looked haughty, cocky and sure of himself. The probability of having the chance to mess with someone was suddenly exponential.
Too bad there were no stairs near. She loved a good ol’ shoving down the stairs.
“I AM having fun. How about you, having FUN BEING CREEPY and LURKING IN THE SHADOWS?”
With a laugh she disappeared with a flash, appearing by the door left ajar. She poked her helm inside, curious to see what was inside.
“OOOOH, is that G.H.O.S.T. energon? NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY!!”
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2023 5:45:14 GMT
She certainly didn't give the reaction he expected. Then again, he supposed he didn't exactly know what to expect anyhow. Though, as the femme disappeared again, Cyclone's optics widened slightly as they tried to catch on to their target, turning to watch the femme suddenly reappear beside him, looking inside to the stash of Energon. Her teleportation would definitely make this tricky. He needed a way to keep her still... Ah! He had an idea.
"Don't you think introductions are in order?" The red and silver Seeker asked as he turned to face the femme, particularly eyeing the large chunk missing from her wing for a moment. If he could get her to calm down, perhaps he might be able to convince her to allow him to help. That would certainly allow things to go smoother.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2023 7:16:38 GMT
Skywarp had no real interest in the mech’s energon, Starscream’s stuff was the best. Say what you want about the mech, his refinery techniques are blessed by Primus himself. The question made her laugh, warping out of the decrepit building, reappearing on top of the pile of wagon she had made earlier.
“I AM THE MIGHTY NOVA STORM!” With a cackle she kicked the hole she had made into a, well, bigger hole. “You remind me of one of those EARTH ANIMAL. Mhhh, what are they CALLED?” She stomped her pede a few more times. “They’re very annoying, always making noise, preening those feather things, very dumb.”
With a cry filled with rage, she transformed a servo and shot inside the hole. Then it dawned on her.
“HA HA!! Rooster!” She lifted her helm, grinning maniacally at the newly designated mech. “That’s going to be your name. Nice to meet you, Rooster.”
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2023 17:49:47 GMT
Cyclone blinked his optics as the femme warped away again, turning his helm to face her again as he heard her loud introduction. "How do you keep doing that...?" He murmured to himself as the crazed femme continued to wreak havoc on the old train cars. What, was she forged yesterday?
What in the Pit could have prompted a temper tantrum like this? The red and silver Seeker took a moment to regain his composure before speaking again. "Mm, no thank you. What happened there, hmm?" He asked, pointing towards her damaged wing, a slightly 'concerned' expression on his faceplate.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2023 18:35:21 GMT
Venting was good for the femme, the reunion with her big brother did not go well and she needed to get some rage out. The wagons under her pedes sure were looking worse for wear and it helped. At least her bad mood was ruining someone else's night.
Still, no stairs. She’d love a good pair of stairs right now.
Another question. So many questions. She just wanted to destroy things.
“Mhhh, WHAT’S THAT Rooster? Oh THAT?” Skywarp jumped, floating in the air as she mimicked the fight she had with the biggest Decepticon traitor. “I fought MEGATRON and OPTIMUS PRIME. THIS IS MY BADGE OF HONOR!!”
She cackled, continuing her solo fight recreation before dramatically falling on her back, making exaggerated wails of pain.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2023 19:40:52 GMT
Rolling his optics as she femme referred to him by her ridiculous nickname, Cyclone watched as she displayed her supposed battle with Megatron and Optimus, something he wholeheartedly believed was a lie. But that didn't matter, he just had to play along, no matter how childish she may have been.
Watching with a confused expression as the she pretended to writhe in pain, the red and silver seeker took a few steps closer to the femme, leaning closer slightly to look at her broken wing. "You know, I could repair it for you. It must be rather painful having to live with an injury like that..." Cyclone spoke, standing straight and lifting a servo up to inspect his digits in a smug manner. He hoped she would take the bait, as he had little other ideas to make her hold still, especially since she seemed to have no interest in the Energon. Now that he thought about it, how come she didn't care? Perhaps she had some kind of supply of her own...?
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2023 21:20:31 GMT
Skywarp huffed, back on her pedes after a white and red flash of light and crackling. It also put some distance between herself and the Rooster again. She had been right in calling him that, the vanity coming off him was annoying.
“ARE YOU DAFT? I JUST said that it WAS A BADGE OF HONOR.”
She wondered how freak out he’d be if she scratched his paint. Prissy things like him were so easy to rile up.
“OH! You’re a medic, very FITTING for a COWARD.” The femme bursted out in laughter. “THAT’S how you keep that FINISH of yours so SHINY.”
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2023 22:11:55 GMT
Cyclone rolled his optics and sighed as the other Seeker warped back. This was going nowhere. Was worth a shot, at least. He crossed his servos as she continued to insult him, waiting for her to finish. How someone this infantile had survived so long was beyond him, even with the ability to teleport. "Badge of honor? For what, a record temper tantrum?" The red and silver seeker muttered under his breath, before a quick snicker escaped him as the femme called him a coward.
If she was going to try and berate him like this, she could've at least been more creative. It was so easy to call a medic a coward, and he'd heard it thousands of times before. But for some reason, they never called him a coward when he was the one repairing them... "Yes, well, as much fun as watching your mental breakdown has been, I'd rather we finish up." The Seeker would announce, one servo transforming into an Energon repeater and aiming it towards the black and purple femme. He'd rather not have to fight and make such a mess, but she wasn't willing to cooperate, and he couldn't allow her to leave. What were the chances she was captured, and tried to bargain for some leeway in return for another fugitive's location? Better safe than sorry.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2023 0:34:02 GMT
Skywarp was ready to fight, she delighted in the mayhem it caused around her. All she had to do was keep running her mouth and someone would volunteer to try and make her shut up. As Rooster transformed his servos, so did she, powering her saw and grinning maniacally.
“Let’s see that pretty FINISH of yours GET DIRTY AND SCRATCHED UP!!”
With a laugh, she warped, reappearing directly behind her opponent. As she lifted the saw to take a chunk of other Seeker’s wings, something that had never happened before to Skywarp suddenly hit her. A little voice whispered;
‘What if we brought him to Starscream?’
She hesitated, saw hovering above the wing. Grunting, she kicked him in the back, transforming her servo back. She ex-vented, disappearing from behind him and reappearing on top of the pile she had made earlier, holding an energon cube Starscream had made.
“You’re blessed by Primus that I’m not in the mood to hurt you. I came here to destroy things, not another mech. Plus, you refuel with shitty energon, judging by your stash. I have the best refined stuff on Earth, right here, in my servo.”
Eyeing the weapon she chuckled.
“If you shoot me, you’ll never know where to get more of these.”
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2023 1:08:45 GMT
Cyclone raised an optic ridge at the femme's enthusiasm to fight. Though, If she wanted to die so badly, he was happy to oblige all the same. The red and silver seeker quickly opened fire, a burst of energon bolts flying through the air straight towards the femme, only for her to disappear again. He looked over his shoulder as he heard the crackling sound behind him, optics widening at the sight of her saw. Almost like a reflex, his wings lowered to move away from the saw blade. the femme's hesitation gave him enough time to pivot and kick her shin, but not before she managed to kick him away.
Cyclone quickly used his booster to orient himself, hovering a few feet above the air and aiming towards the black and purple Seeker again as she teleported back to her pile. The only thing that stopped him from immediately firing was the Energon cube she held. Where had she been hiding that? His hesitation gave the femme enough time to speak, and Cyclone couldn't help but smirk. Her little threats were so amusing, as was her sudden change of spark. Now she decided to try using words? She was right about one thing, however. The Energon G.H.O.S.T transported was awful. Relatively, anyway. Without any way of refining it himself, he could only refuel with it the way it came. But even so, better Energon wouldn't be enough to sway him. He wasn't that much of an idiot.
"Really? And what's so special about it that I should risk letting you live, rather than just tolerating the Energon I already have?"
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